Imagine the sheer delight when, from my neighbor's yard, I saw a hand-me-down pedal fire truck drop over the fence. I can only imagine the horror on my mom's face however when she discovered a rusty nail in the roof of my mouth resulting in a riding accident. A tetanus shot later, I was out and about tooling around in the very same little red hook and ladder. I also relate the story of fun in our backyard when all six of us made use of our conveyances with inventiveness and general childlike occupation. Listen as I explain myself and the stupidity revolving around my preventable accident. Wish I still had that little red truck.